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It’s been more than two years since I officially retired from a full-time career that for decades had often extracted nearly 60 hours out of a single week and hardly allowed me to spend quality time with my family. I was competitive, aimed for perfection in my work, loved what I did, and even, at

Most of my maternity leave passed in what felt like real time – sleep deprived, milk-covered, wonderful real time. But the last month or so flew. Each time I entered my leave into Beebe’s payroll system, I was reminded of exactly how much precious time I had left. There was a big part of me that was

Ever since the beginning of this New Year, it seems that everywhere I turn I see some reference to the concept of mindfulness. My girlfriend gave me a coffee table book on “mindfulness,” I see references on Facebook about being mindful, my on-line book club selection of the month is all about being